Taking a deep breath, she calmly answered, “I know; I hurt you then. I loved you, but I was stupid. I betrayed you, and I did not know how to make i... good. So, I let you go. It was easier than telling. It was all my fault. Don’t make me tell you why it happened, Ben.”Suddenly, an embarrassed giggle escaped her. She moved closer to Ben and added, “I might not have to. Christine will. My bolshy sister loved you. She never forgave me for our breaking up, and she losing you when you stopped coming. I wore a T-shirt and jeans with a Woodland shoe. When she came out of her dressing room, she looked stunning. She kept her hair open, it was long upto her buttocks. She wore the white top without a shall. Her cleavage was not at all visible as there were two buttons that reached somewhat upto her neck. But her breasts struggled to find sufficient space in her tight kurti. She wore a shimmy inside and it was slightly visible through the side cutting of her kurti. Size of her navel was clear. I have never seen a cock before. I had never been with a guy ever.“Like what you see,” he said with a menacing chuckle. I was in a trance. All I could do was nod. “Thought you would.”He moved in between my legs and started licking my pussy. It felt so good, even though it was so wrong. My body started to betray me. No matter how badly I didn’t want to enjoy it I did any way. He knew that I was enjoying it. He put a finger in to my dripping hot whole and then another and another. He pumped those. Finally, still eyeing each other, theyeach added a twenty. Then they threw the bills at me, scattering themover my supine form. As they straightened their clothes I lay therelike a used whore. One of them winked at me and the other gave asmirking smile. Then they were gone. I gathered the bills, hopingthat, along with what I had earned on the club's floor, it would beenough to prevent me from being the low earner. Not sure what wassupposed to occur next, I got up and pulled my top back.